Page 217 of King Alejandro

My mate.

“I love you,” I whispered.

“Love you fucking more.”

We settled back, Alejandro’s hand on my stomach as we, too, fell asleep with all our pups by our side…

An Alpha

Alejandro

Ilooked over at Rayhan as we stood outside the entrance to the Sangue Pack. His hair was pulled into a bun, and he had a frown on his face.

“This is it,” I said quietly. “Sometimes, admitting that we made a mistake takes a lot. For you to want to do this yourself, I’m proud of you, and I’m sure more than me, Rafael would be prouder.” He nodded as Kiara placed a hand on his arm.

“We got this, and besides, we’re doing this together,” she said, giving him a warm smile.

“Don’t make me out as a good person. I only regret that others suffered, not what I did to those individuals,” he said, looking at the gates. Kiara nodded.

“That is enough in itself,” I replied.

“Hm, does Marcel know we’re here?” Rayhan asked quietly. I nodded.

“Yeah, someone should be here to escort us inside,” I replied, pulling Kiara into my arms.

A few days after my picnic date with Kiara, Rayhan rang to ask if, although Leo refused, it was okay to visit the Sangue Pack. He said he wanted to apologise to those who suffered indirectly from his actions. I was proud that he wanted to do that. We all knew it wouldn’t change the past, but at least it would give some sort of closure to those who had suffered.

Marcel soon arrived, and, after meeting us, we all walked through the grounds.

“How are you holding up since he left?” I asked him, referring to Leo. He gave me a small smile.

“It’s hard. Even though he gave me a lot of stress, he was always looking out for me. Leo has a good heart, he’s just…”

“Hurting,” I finished. “He had a point. We all fucked up.”

Kiara brushed back a strand of her hair as the wind blew through the trees. She looked as beautiful as ever, with her sandy brown hair pulled back into a braid and a few strands framing her face. She wore a green silk blouse with a black print on it and black trousers. She looked at me, and I pulled her close, kissing her lush lips softly.

Delsanra had wanted to come as well, but Rayhan had told her he’d rather she didn’t. I understood his point. After all, this was the pack where her abusers lived. It would still be triggering for her, although I knew she was a strong woman. Besides, she had done nothing wrong, so she didn’t need to apologise. Rayhan coming was more than enough.

“What do you plan to do? Are you sure you don’t want me to call a meeting?” Marcel asked.

“No, we will see them individually. Avisit, not a command for a meeting. Right now, we are here to apologise, and summoning them isn’t going to help that,” I said coldly.

“I agree, and if they don’t want to see us, that’s okay, too. No one is to be forced,” Kiara added, looking at Marcel. He nodded, sighing heavily as we reached the first house.

“I did tell them I’d be stopping by,” he said. I nodded as Marcel rang the doorbell. Kiara had wanted to bring gifts, but we had decided against it. We weren’t here to display our wealth. To admit we are wrong doesn’t make one any less.

“Alpha…” The woman at the door paled the moment she saw Rayhan and me. Her heart was racing as Kiara stepped forward, smiling gracefully.

“May we come in for a few moments? It won’t take too long,” she said softly.

“Opal, who is it?” A man’s voice asked before he came into view.

His eyes snapped to Rayhan, and I realised he was definitely one of the men he had beaten. It took me a moment to pair him to the files, files I had already burned a few days ago. There would be no fucking records on them unless they committed a crime by will. This was the man whose child had been killed when he had refused to beat Delsanra…

The tension was thick. I stepped inside the house, making the woman back away.

“Momma!” A child came running. She was around the twins’ age, and she looked at us curiously.